Jason slid down the sheet roof landing onto the dock. Making his way to a burning dumpster where several men stood warming there hands. He spotted his target, his stature was bulky and could put up a mean front if ever crossed, but when it came to street kids. He was solid more of an asset in tough times.

"Hey, Tyrel."

A fisherman turned. He smiled widely at his consistent costumer. "JT. What's shaking?"

Jason ignored the bite of the coastal wind. "I came to see if any shipments have come in?"

"Many. Depends on what you aim'n for." Tyrel said ushering Jason closer to the bin. "Warm yourself while you can."

Jason did so. then turned back to the older man. "Wondering if you had prescriptions."

"Aw, sorry little man, but that shipment doesn't come ti'll next week. Been delayed."

Jason stared out at the bay then down at his feet as he thought. "Maybe...maybe you know someone who is willing to share a cut of their supplies."

Tyrel scratched his beard. "I wish I can help you but traffic on the water is tight with more patrols

sniffing for illegal trafficking. Anyone would be tightening their load then sharing it."

Jason reached into his pocket and pulled out a card. "I can make it worth their while."

Tyrel looked at the card. "Wayne? Impressive, but you know that we don't use cards. The cyber trail is worse than the paper. Too risky, people can get locked up for that, bring attention down on this harbour we don't want."

Jason clenched his jaw taking the card back. "Yeah, Dick said something similar earlier this evening."

Tyrel stared at Jason. "What I don't understand, is I gave you meds two weeks ago. It should have lasted you the month."

"Yeah, well. My brother thinks more with his heart then his head, we needed, clothes and food so he sold it on the underground."

"Ah, shit man. That's rough. Is the young one doing alright, he aein't sick is he?"

"No."

Tyrel nodded in relief then looked at Jason. "You doin ok?"

"As best I can be." Jason answered. "Dick...not so much."

"What's wrong with him?"

Jason shrugged. "Don't know, was hoping to get to a doctor but... with not enough cash and our faces plastered everywhere."

"Yeah, I hear yeah." Tyrel reached into his vest pocket handing it to Jason. "Here, consider it a loan."

Jason took the bottle. It was simple over the counter headache medicine, it was better than nothing."

He held it up. "Thanks, I'll pay you as soon as I have enough. Promise."

The fisherman walked over to a insulated bag and handed it to jason. "Some blankets and socks. Not much but you need it more than I do. Say hi, to your crew."

Jason took the bag patting Tyrel on the arm. "Thanks, Ty. See you around."

"Stay smart and safe." Tyrel bid.

"Always." Jason concluded before running out of sight.

By the time Jason entered back home Tim was sound asleep on the seat in half way in the aisle Dick not far behind Jason as quietly as he could made his way passed Tim and over to Dick.

"Hey." he whispered placing a hand on Dick's shoulder.

Dick blinked his grogginess. "...Hey."

Jason showed Dick the bag. "Tyrel sends his concerns and offerings."

Dick peered in. "It's amazing he knows what we need, when we need it."

Jason reached into his coat pocket. "Here. I owe him money but he wanted you to have it."

Dick blinked staring down at the small bottle. He clapped Jason on the shoulder giving him a thankful squeeze.

"You didn't have to go down there Jay."

"Evidence says otherwise." He noted before taking out a blanket and made his way over to Tim and gently placed it over him.

Dick took out two pills and popped them in his mouth tipping his head to swallow. Jason yawned before sitting across from Dick. Dick reached into the bag and handed the remaining blanket to Jason.

"Here, catch some shut eye." Dick stated before laying down on his seat. "Good night."

Jason waited for even breathing from Dick before he got up and placed the blanket over him. He walked to his side of the bus, propping himself up against the window. Zipping up his coat tighter he leaned against the back of the seat and settled for the night.

A scream ripped through the cabin jerking Jason out of his sleep and causing Dick to bolt up right removing the blanket off him. Jason looked around him.

"Whaa? What's going on?"

"Tim." Dick said hurrying his way to the younger boy.

Tim tossed and turned kicking out and throwing his arms in the air. "NO! Stop! Stop! NO!"

"Jason, flash light." Dick ordered over his shoulder before turning back to Tim. "Tim, Tim, wake up."

Jason balanced himself on to of the seats grabbing hold of the object laying above him. He ran over in record time. Clicking it on he placed the flashlight bottom up flood the space between them, he watched as Dick carefully coaxed Tim out of his nightmare.

Tim opened his eyes then awkardly sat up. Panting looking each way beside him, then turned his eyes to Jason then back at Dick.

"Dick." he managed out before he burst into tears. Reaching out to the other.

Dick slid in on the seat. Bring Tim against him. "It's alright, your safe. It was a nightmare."

Tim pressed himself into Dick more swallowing the warmth he gave. "I..I was trapped. I..I couldn't get out! I was alone!"

Jason across from his brothers placing the flashlight in between his legs. Dick wrapped his arm around Tim placing a gentle kiss on his Tim's head.

"It will be ok. Jay and I are here, no one else." Dick soothed.

Jason rested his head against his hand, elbow propped up on the window sill. He stared at Tim then flicked his eyes to Dick. He realized that Dick's heart was a double edge sword, giving himself to both himself and Tim but in doing so it hurt Dick in the end.

He leaned over and placed a comforting hand on Tim's shoulder. "We're not leaving you, ever."

Tim crying eased away as the nightmare disappeared in his mind. He picked up his head turned his tear filled eyes to Jason. He then shifted and lifted himself away from Dick. "Sorry...I didn't mean to wake you both."

Jason got up from his spot and sat down beside Tim. "Sleep is overrated, now scoot over. I need to rest my eyes."

Tim looked at Dick. "Can you tell me a story?"

Dick nodded. "About what?"

Tim leaned into Dick again staring in the distance. "The circus, what was it like on the trapeze?"

Dick thought. "It was magic. It was like you were flying."

Tim liked the idea. "Wow, I bet you felt free."

"Hm, I was."

Tim brightened then. "Hey, maybe if we get a trapeze you could teach me how to.." Picking his head up to look at Dick. "Fly."

He fell quiet as he saw Dick had fallen asleep. He reached over and grabbed the blanket pulling it over all three of them. He sighed and fell victim to the night curling into Dick as he slept. All of them forgetting the flashlight as it said goodnight and flickered a few times then went out.